Quick Wear: What to do, he loves the crazy evil god

Mu Ci was anxious, "Qi Xiang, lead the way quickly."

It was a dark and windy night, and Mu Ci didn’t care if anyone else saw him and flew directly towards the Jinwu Sect using his divine power.

The Jinwu Sect is located on the Jinwu Mountain to the east. Under the cold moonlight, there are bright fires inside the Jinwu Sect and many houses are burning.

The shouts of killing were deafening within the sect. Quanzhen Sect and Wulin Alliance were still fighting against the Jinwu Sect disciples with all their might, but after continuous sieges, they were no match for the Jinwu Sect.

Mu Ci flew over the sky and attacked the disciples of the Jinwu Sect with a light palm.

A Quanzhen Sect member recognized Mu Ci and knelt down and shouted loudly: "The leader has come to save us! Long live the leader! The leader is the best in the world!"

Mu Ci's mouth twitched, and without stopping, he flew straight inside.

In the yard right in front of the hall, dozens of masters surrounded a man with disheveled hair and covered in blood.

When Mu Ci saw the man's face clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Wen Renlu's eyes were red, his face was covered in blood, his outer shirt was torn in many places and stained with blood, and he was still shouting, "Give me back Xiaoci! Give me back Xiaoci!"

Just one glance and Mu Ci's heart was broken. He didn't dare to hesitate for a moment and quickly defeated the besieging masters.

These masters are experts among those who know martial arts in the world, but in front of Mu Ci, they are like ants. He only used a little bit of his supernatural power and killed them in one move.

He does not kill innocent people indiscriminately. These people are not innocent. Killing them can be regarded as revenge for the underage children they have killed.

Wen Renlu was still in a state of madness. He could not recognize Mu Ci and he was waving the sword around wildly.

"Wenren Lu! I'm Xiao Ci." Mu Ci stood ten steps away from him and called him with concern.

Wen Renlu hesitated for a moment, but soon returned to his madness. The sword in his hand made a sound of breaking through the air and flashed a cold light under the firelight.

Mu Ci raised his hand and knocked the sword out of his hand. Suddenly without the sword, Wen Renlu beat his chest even more madly, as if he would not stop until he beat himself to death.

“Wenren Lu! Stop it!” Mu Ci ran over and hugged him tightly, “I am Xiao Ci, Wenren Lu.”

The possessed person was unconscious at this time. He only felt that he was restrained and began to beat Mu Ci's back.

Holding Wenren Lu, he couldn't use his divine power and could only bear it, "Wenren Lu! I am Mu Ci!"

"Look at me." Mu Ci looked up at him, "Mu Weizhou! Helan Yu! Yan Wei! It's me, your little Ci!"

The mad man suddenly became quiet, muttering, "Xiao Ci? Xiao Ci..."

Mu Ci took the opportunity to touch Wen Renlu's cheek, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips.

The thick smell of blood filled his breath. The man who was kissed was stunned for a moment, as if he had found a familiar feeling. The next moment, he hugged the person in his arms, grabbed the back of the head, and plundered and devoured him heavily.

The blood-red eyes gradually faded until they became clear. Wen Renlu woke up, held Mu Ci's shoulders, and moved away a little, his eyes full of surprise and excitement.

"Xiao Ci, I found you!"

After saying that, the person fell on Mu Ci's shoulder, and he held the person up.

Mu Ci then realized that the yard was full of onlookers. They were all members of the Quanyue Cult and the Wulin Alliance. They all had bruises on their bodies, but they all had a smiling face.

"Master! Is Master Wenren our Master's wife? Long live the Master!"

The people of Wulin League were not happy, "Master Quanyue is the wife of our Wulin League leader!"

"Bah! It was our wise and powerful leader who saved your leader! Your leader is the lady!"

"The leader is doing this just to find his wife! Humph!"

"Quiet!" Mu Ci's head hurt after hearing this, and he snorted loudly, "Wen Renlu is seriously injured, I am now taking him back to Quanzhen Sect to heal his injuries. Wulin League disciples, whether you are willing to follow him or return to Wulin League, it's up to you!"

"All disciples, listen up!" Mu Ci did not wait for the Wulin League disciples to reply and continued to issue orders, "Gather and reorganize and return to Quanyue Sect! The Wulin League disciples are willing to accompany you, please entertain them well!"

"Yes! Long live the Master!"

The shouts were deafening. All the Moon Cult followers had a blind and fanatical worship for their leader. As long as the leader gave an order, they would carry it out with high spirits.

Mu Ci hugged Wen Ren Lu and originally planned to find a carriage to walk back, but he didn't expect Wen Ren Lu to faint, and his supernatural power was unrestricted again.

He then took his men and flew to Quanyue Sect.

The Quan Yue Cult is not like what is written in martial arts dramas. Evil cults are usually located in remote areas or deep in the Gobi Desert. In short, the living environment is poor.

The Quanyue Sect is just the opposite, standing on several hilltops filled with abundant spiritual energy.

The palace was also built in a magnificent manner, with pavilions, towers, hot spring gardens, which are even more magnificent than modern holiday villas.

Mu Ci looked over his shoulder at Wen Ren Lu. As they came in, the believers were all excitedly worshipping and kneeling, with strange lights flashing in their eyes.

The leader finally robbed the leader’s wife back!

Mu Ci led his men directly to the hot spring pool. This hot spring was rich in spiritual energy and was very effective in suppressing Wen Ren Lu's obsession.

When he went to the lower divine realm, Du Zai lost control, and the evil energy in his body ran rampant, killing 100,000 cultivators in the lower divine realm.

Mu Ci didn't dare to take it lightly.

After putting the man on the shore, Mu Ci took off Wen Ren Lu's clothes. No wonder he fainted. The dense wounds on his body were almost bleeding dry.

Mu Ci used his divine power to repair all the wounds before placing the unconscious person in the hot spring pool to nourish him with the warm water.

The cotton towel with water droplets on it gently wiped away the blood on his face, and soon, a handsome and stern face was revealed.

Mu Ci squatted on the shore, using the hot spring water to wash Wen Renlu's hair, and then tidied the wet hair and put it aside.

After doing all this, Mu Ci squatted on the shore and looked at the man carefully. Except for the face, which was not very similar to his master, everything else was very similar.

Suddenly the man opened his eyes and looked at the things in front of him vigilantly. The moment his eyes met Mu Ci, his pupils shrank, and then he reached out and grabbed Mu Ci's wrist and pulled him into the hot spring.

"Xiao Ci! You didn't leave!" Wenren hugged the person tightly, feeling a huge joy of regaining what he had lost.

Mu Ci hugged the person and comforted him, "I'm not leaving. I won't leave you."

"Little words."

Wen Renlu stepped back a little, his eyes became hot, he held the cheeks of the person in front of him with both hands, and lowered his head to kiss him.

When the two were reluctant to part, a believer suddenly came in and reported: "Master! It's bad! Someone is here to kick the Quanyue Cult!"